When I have a breakfast meeting in SF, I prefer to take the 7a “Baby Bullet” from San Jose to San Francisco, as it avoids traffic and I can read to draft work on the way in. It’s very convenient and comfortable.
What I can’t do is sleep on the train, which you can see is the way these other folks, obviously commuters, use the time:
On my “To Do” list is a rather daunting goal: “Move Into The Cloud by EOY 2012.” What I mean by that is to “dematerialize” my life as much as possible: to get rid of tangible personal property (of the sort stored in the garage!); to move family albums and other memorabilia online; to detach…
Rt. 49 runs north and south along the west slope of the Sierra Nevada Mountains in California, at about 3000 feet elevation. Further east are serious mountains. To the west are foothills descending to California’s huge Central Valley. It was along this route where gold was discovered in 1848, triggering the Gold Rush and the…
The Redpaths had let us use the guest house in Ft. Myers Beach for a couple of the fall months as a sort of honeymoon present. The small, one-bedroom cottage was a great place to relax, cook, sort out our domestic roles, discuss the future we wanted (which, in retrospect SHOULD have been done earlier…
We took advantage of Mo’s not being with us today to take a hike in Alum Rock park, in San Jose. Not a bad way to end a continent, eh?
Had a good time sailing last week, with a former business associate, Zara Haimo, and her friends. Zara recently bought a 36′ boat and takes it out on occasion. The four of us (Zara, Ursula, her son Jonathan, and me) sailed out to Alcatraz, up to Marin, out the Golden Gate and back. The winds…
After the wedding, reception and honeymoon in July of 1971, I took a “leave of absence” from the New Haven Police and set off on a long road trip with Steph. I had NO IDEA what I wanted to do “when I grew up.” I knew the PD wasn’t for me, and I no…
